Yesterday morning, I dreamed of mom.
We were walking together.
Her and I.
She never looked at me.
She walked beside me.
I walked beside her.
It felt so real.
I gazed at her.
It was good to see her.
I thought, to myself, it was good to see mom.
It had been such a long time since I saw her.
I awakened from my slumber and had an awesome day.
It was a joyous day.
Joyous, even though I had to work.
Joyful, even without my sabbatical.
The day ended.
I slept.
Thanks for visiting me in my dreams mom.
Cassandra
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Note: Normally, I sleep with the tv on. I used to do so as it helped quiet my racing mind. The tv gave my mind something to do so my body could rest.
A while ago, I had started shutting off the tv and letting my mind and body rest in complete silence. For whatever reason, I had gotten out of the habit.
Yesterday morning, the show stopped which woke me. I turned off the tv and tested in darkness with no sound. I dreamed of mom.
I didn’t think of it again. Until this morning.
This morning, the tv show ended. I turned off the tv and tested in silence and complete darkness.
I dreamed of dad.
To be continued…
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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